Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears baggy grey pantaloons and a white scarf. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Dean lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Addict. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. After a long history of fighting, Lance and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1000 sp. 2 Holy water. 7 Acid flasks. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He wears dull tan sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed crossbow, just in case. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His first spouse was a Shepherd, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Family, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Everard was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Everard was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, marred by beers. His black hair is knotted and matted. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane, PTSD. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 200 gp.